Saturday, September 17, 2016

Owl Flower, Springdale, Utah, 17 September 2016

Another benign day looked kindly on my fraught shenanigans.
A small child gave a toy owl a flower and me both owl and flower.
The morning was cool, the afternoon sunny and hot. What more
Do we need to know about anything than these basics? 
Everything ominous waited somewhere else, although
The little annoyances of people, even the small ones,
Even especially me continued to exasperate me.
A harvest moon would have to suffice the hungry night.

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